I had one of those moments last night, when I was discussing my classes with my mom. I saw the future ahead of me, and I wondered if I could really do it. If I could follow through and actually, you know, go to college at the age of thirty, competing against teenagers for the college that I want to go to, and then competing against younger people for the job that I want. It's scary. What if I have a degree and never do anything with it? What if it's all for nothing?
I haven't really gotten past that. I'd like to say that even if it's all for nothing, it's the fact that I'm doing it that counts. But that's not true. I have an idea of what I want my future to be. I want to make it to that!